By turns the nine delight to sing

My life is more to me than all the wealth of Ilius

Ruin, eldest daughter of Zeus, she blinds us all, that fatal madness—she with those delicate feet of hers, never touching the earth, gliding over the heads of men to trap us all. She entangles one man, now another.

Even a fool learns something once it hits him.

Strife and Confusion joined the fight, along with cruel Death, who seized one wounded man while still alive and then another man without a wound, while pulling the feet of one more corpse out from the fight. The clothes Death wore around her shoulders were dyed red with human blood.

Like strength is felt from hope, and from despair.

The ugliest man was he who came to Troy; with squinting eyes and one distorted foot.